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VIP-BTC2: Chapter 46
🕑 Added 2023-03-04 20:01:00 +0000 UTC-- CHAPTER 46: Drunk and Delirious --
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“You are a lucky sonovabitch, you know that? No offense to your mom.”
I pulled my eyes away from the Christmas-themed bounce house for a moment to shoot a smirk at Charlie. And then I shrugged, replying casually, “My mother would actually take that as a compliment. She takes special pride in busting a guy’s balls.”
“My mom too. Something we have in common, then.” The tall, well-built young man chuckled, shook his head, and then took a sip from his drink. “Probably explains the attraction to strong, confident women, if you wanna dig into the psychology of it.”
“Please don’t,” I muttered with a rueful look, shaking my head and then returning my gaze to the girls gaily springing up and down within the well-padded confines of the plastic jungle gym, their delightful whoops and cheers adding to the riotous cacophony of a party in full swing. “I get enough jokes about my supposed Oedipus Complex as it is.”
“All good, all good.” The big guy sighed and turned to face me, giving me his full and undivided attention. Much to my surprise, he reached up and squeezed my shoulder while giving me a sage look, albeit with slightly moist eyes and a hint of buzzed wobbliness. And in a low tone, he muttered, “I can’t claim to understand your relationship. Girl like that deserves a guy’s undivided attention, and yet quite obviously your attention is…”
“… divided,” I finished for him when his voice trailed off, glancing around at the multiple girls boinging up and down all over the place, waving their arms in the air like they just didn’t care.
Naimh and Sam were together, holding hands and trying to time their jumps simultaneously. Belle and Isabela were bopping around doing scissor kicks. Drunk-and-happy Eva was giggling with Luna. And there were two more girls joining in on the attention-grabbing fun as well.
“But it’s clear that she loves you,” Charlie continued. “She’s devoted to you, and she says you’re the greatest thing that’s ever happened to her.”
I smiled. “Good to know.”
He nodded again. “I just want you to know I’ve never done anything and will never do anything to try and mess up your relationship, alright? People talk, but don’t believe the rumors. She and I are just friends.”
I nodded and repeated, “Good to know.”
He squeezed my shoulder again. “Just promise me one thing, man.”
Arching an eyebrow, I asked, “What’s that?”
“Promise you’ll treat her right. Promise you’ll take care of her,” he stated softly, but with a hint of steel in his voice. “Because if you ever slip up – if you ever DON’T treat her right - I will be right there to beat the ever-living shit outta you.”
I chuckled and nodded, thinking of my own feelings for Belle dating back in high school. “We understand each other.”
“Do we?” he asked dubiously.
I reached up to pat his shoulder in return. “You’re a good guy, Charlie. Thank you for being Sam’s friend.”
He furrowed his eyebrows, looking perplexed with my amiable demeanor in response to his thinly veiled threat. But when I dropped my hand away from his shoulder, he dropped his hand off mine. After one final chug of whatever remained in his cup, he muttered, “See you around.”
And then Charlie turned and headed back inside the house.
I watched him go before turning back to face the bounce house. Seconds later, a busty blonde bombshell boinged over to me and then dropped to her knees, bending over to look through the protective mesh wall and affording me (and everyone else) an incredible viewing angle on her extravagant cleavage.
“What was that all about?” Sam asked curiously. I gathered that she’d seen me and Charlie holding each other’s shoulder a moment ago.
I shrugged and smiled. “He told me to take good care of you, otherwise he’d beat the shit outta me.”
Sam smiled warmly. “He’s a good guy.”
“That’s what I told him.”
“But you’re my one and only Matty.” Sam smiled sweetly at me. “You’re my home.”
I grinned and gestured for her to continue. “Go have fun with your friends.”
From the other side of the mesh screen, Sam puckered up and blew me an air kiss. She glanced back at the other girls still bouncing around behind her, and then she returned her gaze to me with a sunny smile. “I’ll love you forever.”
“I’ll love you forever, too.”
****
At the end of the evening, I gathered up six drunk and delirious girls, took them all to the coatroom to collect their jackets, and then escorted them outside to Sam’s Escalade. I even carried Eva in a piggyback position, with the tipsy, happy girl giggling all the way (I really liked that sound).
Although Sam had been seated shotgun beside me for the drive up (it WAS her car, after all), she directed Naimh to go sit beside me for the ride back. I tried not to think too hard about it, but I still didn’t know what the two of them had discussed during their one-on-one chat. When they’d rejoined the group, both girls had insisted we’d talk about it later, and in the meantime, they’d both wanted to enjoy the rest of the party.
So we’d done some dancing. We’d done a LOT of drinking (well the girls had, anyways). And we’d done a lot of bounce house bouncing (yes, even me). I think it was Belle’s bright idea to have me jumping with them so she could take flying leaps into my arms. I actually caught her the first time and landed on my feet, which only emboldened the rest of them to start doing the same.
No, I never once landed on my feet again.
On the other hand, getting dogpiled by a bunch of sweaty, scantily clad girls is just as much fun as it sounds. The other two girls in the bounce house even joined in, although I didn’t get their names.
Unfortunately, a few minutes later some drunken idiot got it into his head to try and join in as well, so my six girls and I promptly evacuated the premises, much to all the other guys’ disappointment. We needed a water break, anyways.
A water break led to another round of drinks. Another round of drinks led to more dancing. More dancing led to a visibly aroused freckled redhead dry-humping me on the dance floor with her tongue in my throat. And then the visibly aroused redhead shot her arm out to snag the visibly aroused busty blonde dancing next to her and pull us all together into a three-way kiss that got an appreciative roar from the surrounding audience.
For a little while, I completely forgot that Naimh had ever gotten mad in the first place. I can’t even say that alcohol impaired my recollection, given that I hadn’t consumed a single drop all night. I was just having too much of a good time, and even though that little moment when Sam directed Naimh to take the shotgun seat managed to jog my memory, the buoyant atmosphere of everyone around me helped carry my mood so that I didn’t worry about it too much.
I’d been further put at ease by the evident camaraderie the two had shown throughout the evening. Whatever they’d discussed, both Naimh and Sam had gone out of their way to spend time together. Sam had made a point of keeping her attention and focus on The BTC, even when her Pre-Law friends occasionally intersected with our group and briefly socialized with everyone. And Naimh had made a point of visibly demonstrating how happy she was to have Sam with us and put to rest any notions of her remaining mad at either Sam or me.
The buoyant atmosphere continued within the confines of the Escalade as I drove us home. Everyone was happy, giggly, and drunk, and the cabin was filled with girlish laughter. I had no sooner turned the first corner than my personal redhead’s hand found its way into my lap. And I had just gotten onto the main road to bring us down from the hills by the time she managed to unzip my fly and duck her head down into my lap, the feeling of her moist mouth descending around my stiff shaft making me groan.
“Holy shit, Neevie,” I grunted. “I’m gonna crash!”
She dropped her supple lips most of the way down my prick and then slowly pulled all the way up before popping off. “Drive slow and steady,” she intoned erotically. “We’re in no rush.”
“I’m in a rush!” Belle squealed from the third row, sandwiched between Isabela and Luna.
“Bet I can get you off before we get home!” Isabela bragged, and Belle started squealing again.
And then Naimh’s moist mouth re-descended around my stiff shaft, and I started groaning again.
Fortunately, the street down the hill had a lot of stop signs, and at the next one I was able to catch my breath. I glanced in the rear-view mirror but could only see the silhouetted shapes of heads swaying side-to-side in the oncoming headlights of the car behind us. Eva started moaning, and I gathered that the budding voyeur was staring avidly into the back seat. And Sam’s hands circled around the driver’s seat to rub my shoulders and pectorals just before I felt her press a soft kiss against my cheek.
“Sit down and buckle up,” I told her through gritted teeth. “I’m serious: Berkeley streets are narrow and what Neevie’s doing is a little dangerous. I don’t want anyone getting hurt if I crash.”
“Do you want her to stop giving you a blowjob?” Sam asked curiously.
“Well, no. I can handle it,” I admitted. “But please buckle up just in case.”
Sam giggled and sat back down. In the meantime, Belle started whimpering, and then Luna squeaked as Belle must’ve started doing something to her as well.
The car behind me honked.
With a tight smile, I checked the intersection both ways and rolled forward.
I focused on driving and we made it home without incident. Isabela did manage to get Belle off before I parked, and the Escalade’s cabin smelled like wet pussy by the time we opened the doors. We all hustled across the front lawn, and Naimh was busy trying to cram her tongue down my throat so I wasn’t able to fit my key to the lock. But Sam had already pulled out her own keys and let everybody in.
As soon as the seven of us entered the house, Sam’s head pressed up against the wall from the force of a passionate kiss, but it wasn’t me doing the kissing. Naimh had grabbed the blonde bombshell, the pair of gorgeous girls moaning in heat.
But I wasn’t left alone for long. Eva was quick to grab my hand and tug me towards her. The next thing I knew, the lithe, leggy beauty had grabbed the back of my head, her fingernails digging into my flesh. And then she lightly hopped up and wrapped those long legs around my waist, forcing me to grab her ass to keep her aloft.
Eva’s leap had also been slightly off-center, spinning me to the right. Rather than fight the momentum, I spun with it and started walking into the living room, letting her keep kissing me while I kept blinking to look around and make sure I didn’t trip over anything. And I managed to make it over to the couches without falling, at least until I purposefully sat down on one of them and wound up with the horny hapa coed kneeling astride my lap.
Eva had bunched up the hem of her slinky black strapless sheath dress around her waist in order to wrap her legs around me, so when I reached down to grab her ass, my palms encountered nothing but bare buttflesh bisected only by a tiny thong. She moaned into my mouth as we pawed at each other, my hands switching from mauling her ass to holding her bare shoulders to tug her body downwards against my aching cock, right up until she pulled off and stared at me with fire in her eyes.
“I wanna suck your dick,” the gorgeous Eurasian beauty growled with a dangerously sexy rasp, rubbing her crotch back and forth along the length of the iron-hard rod trapped in my pants.
“Be my guest,” I replied with a grin, and she immediately started giggling. It warmed my heart to hear that note of unbridled joy in her voice, and it was even more of a joy for me to witness her unburdened smile that accompanied it.
Eva’s blue-contact eyes flashed as she slipped off my lap and onto the floor. Her nimble fingers deftly unzipped my slacks and extracted my erection into the air. Her right hand circled my rod while she popped my prickhead into her mouth. And I groaned while sagging in my seat at the blissful sensations her oral attention sent shooting into my brain.
Meanwhile, the other girls came in to join us. Luna scampered by shrieking, with Belle waving her arms and braying with laughter as she chased the typically demure Latina around the perimeter of the living room. Isabela was likewise laughing but not participating in the chase.
Naimh and Sam stumbled in a minute later, first one girl and then the other taking charge of their unending liplock as if battling for dominance. But then I realized that the girls were actually taking turns yielding to each other, and it felt like I could hear them mentally telling each other, ‘You take the lead.’ ‘No you take the lead.’ ‘No you take the lead.’
Or maybe I was still reading too much into it.
In any case, Sam finally dropped down into a seated position on the other couch with Naimh straddling her lap. And much as I had been doing minutes earlier to Eva, Sam’s hands readily slipped beneath the hem of the redhead’s rose gold dress, palming oodles of buttflesh while the two babes kissed wetly.
Luna eventually scampered into Naimh’s bedroom with Belle following after. Isabela looked after them, then looked over at me, and then let her gaze drop down to the sight of Eva sucking my dick.
I wasn’t the only one to feel her gaze, as the Hawaiian girl glanced up at the Latina and then pulled back with a smile. “Wanna come get in on this?” she asked invitingly.
“Don’t mind if I do!” Belle called out of the blue, my petite pixie scampering back out from Naimh’s room and vaulting herself over the backrest. But in her semi-drunken state, the little imp misjudged her leap so that (A) her left hand accidentally smacked my shoulder on the way down and (B) she overshot the cushion, with her left hip clipping the edge and her feet hitting the floor just before she crumpled into a squealing heap.
Fortunately, Belle wasn’t hurt, nor was anyone else. Eva had shrieked in surprise as she scrambled out of the way, reflexively squeezing my dick in her right hand. But she let go of me to quickly turn to Belle and help her up, asking, “You okay?”
Belle popped up like she was made of rubber, cheering drunkenly, “I’m okay! Where’s my dick?! Ooh, yummy!”
I’d barely blinked before I suddenly found my throbbing tool half-buried within the warm confines of a horny strawberry-blonde’s mouth. My Baby Belle’s pale green eyes were somewhat glassy and unfocused as she moaned while savoring the taste of my cock as if it were the most delicious dessert imaginable. And she noshed on my knob with a single-minded fervor that made clear she had no intention of ever pulling off.
I wasn’t the only one to notice.
“Don’t hog it!” Isabela complained while she dropped to her knees on the other side of Eva. The Latina then shrugged while glancing at the Hawaiian girl, muttering, “Having lots of hot girls to play with is great, but it CAN be a struggle to wait your turn when there’s only one dick for six of us.”
“Don’t expect that ratio to improve,” Eva cautioned. “I’m pretty sure every BTC girl here would immediately veto any suggestion of bringing in another dick.”
“Damn straight!” Sam called loudly from the other couch.
“Not suggesting! Not suggesting!” Isabela avowed immediately. “But Be-elle! Quit hogging!”
“I’d be happy to take care of you,” Luna crooned while flopping onto the seat beside me, propping her elbow against the backrest and setting the side of her head against it.
Isabela grinned at her girlfriend, but before she could reply, Belle suddenly popped off my prick and exclaimed gleefully, “Caught you!” as she pivoted and pounced her hands onto Luna’s lap, sliding her hands up the lovely Latina’s legs and jerking back behind the slender girl’s knees to drag her ass to the front edge of the cushion. Belle quickly pushed up the hem of Luna’s purple dress, spread the girl’s thighs aside, and dove into her crotch face-first with delirious abandon.
Eva and Isabela both laughed, with Eva gesturing to my now-available prick and saying, “It’s all yours.”
“¡Qué Pepsi!” she exclaimed, which momentarily confused me.
But then she fed on me, and any thoughts I had about foreign languages (or soft drinks, for that matter) flew right out the window.
Groaning in ecstatic bliss, I stared down at the sight of the fourth girl to suck my dick within the last several minutes. The busty, bubbly (fizzy?) brunette had styled her dark hair in elaborate curls, looking ever so pretty as she orally pleasured me. After the first few seconds of focusing downward at my thickness stretching her lips, Isabela gazed up at me with intense brown eyes. I smiled in response to the way she watched my face, specifically watching the way her attentive fellatio gave me pleasure. And when I reached down to fondly caress my chera’s cheek, she cooed around my cock in contentment.
Meanwhile, Eva had not been idle. The still horny hapa girl had leaned over to nuzzle my shoulder and rub my chest. While I’d been focused on watching Isabela give me head, Eva reached over with nimble fingers to unbutton my dress shirt. After getting several undone, she slid her hands inside and groaned as she tested the firmness of my pectoral muscles against her fingertips. And when I turned to find her lustfully staring straight at me, I puckered up and she eagerly crushed our lips together for a fierce kiss.
When Eva and I broke apart for air, I looked back down to find Isabela smiling up at us around a mouthful of meat. She’d worn an eye-popping bright yellow halter dress tied with a big, loopy bow behind her neck. I reached forward to grab the loose strings and grinned wolfishly while pulling the bow apart. The weight of her big boobs made the triangular cups sag forward as soon as they lost their support. And then I drew the strings toward myself, revealing her plush titflesh to my hungry gaze.
Isabela sat up straight and smirked. “I know what you want to see.” She hefted her breasts with both hands and leaned forward, trapping my erection within the valley of her cleavage. And then she continued to mash her melons around my cock while starting an up-and-down titfucking motion.
“When she’s right, she’s right,” I remarked to Eva beside me.
The leggy beauty with jet-black hair smiled and nodded before replying, “I know what would be an even better sight.” And then she slipped off the couch to kneel beside Isabela, tugging the top of her strapless sheath dress down so that the material bunched up beneath her bare breasts. And then she cupped her boobs in her hands, proffering them up to me.
Isabela giggled and shuffled to the side so that Eva could slide into her spot. A moment later, I found my turgid tool once again confined within the supple cleavage of a teenage girl’s tremendous tits. And I sighed a happy smile while watching Eva fuck me with her breasts.
Meanwhile, Belle’s adept cunnilingus had brought Luna to the brink of orgasm. I could hear the lovely Latina’s luscious whimpers beside me for the past several minutes, the sounds of her pleasure adding to the arousing aural soundtrack of the room. And when Luna started squeaking and crying out in climax as she grabbed the back of Belle’s head and clutched it against her crotch, I found myself appreciatively admiring the sight of such a pretty girl’s face contorted in ecstasy.
Luna wasn’t the only one to cum, as Naimh and Sam had not been idle on their own. My current and former Head Girlfriends had stripped off their dresses – although they’d not yet taken the time to completely remove their underwear – and were presently engaged in a torrid sixty-nine across the other couch with Naimh on top. I admired the lovely curvature of the redhead’s heart-shaped ass pointed in my general direction while Sam’s blonde head bobbed just beneath it. Only moments after Luna squealed her orgasm, Naimh was the next to tighten up and shriek her satisfaction. And as soon as she was finished, she ducked her head to furiously feast on the blonde’s wet box until Sam screamed her climax as well.
“Hey everyone!” Eva called out a minute later. “Come over here! I’ve got an idea.” By then Eva had handed me back over to Isabela, letting the Latina continue titfucking me. And she gestured ‘come hither’ with both hands.
Naimh rolled off of Sam and dropped into a seated position, leaning back against the couch as she raised her eyebrows in inquiry. Belle sat back on her heels, wiping her wet face with the back of her right hand. Sam sat up straight in her seat, and Luna glanced around curiously. But none of the girls moved to approach us just yet.
“Matty, stand up,” Eva suggested and then gestured ‘come hither’ again to the other girls, this time a little more emphatically. “Come on, he’s gonna love this.”
I stood up as suggested, which seemed to set the girls into motion. Sam got up from the couch and Naimh rolled up onto her knees. Eva guided me into a standing position facing the couch and then pivoted to sit down instead, bringing Isabela up onto the couch with her. After Eva directed Naimh and Sam to sit alongside them, Belle quickly caught on and plopped into place on Eva’s other side.
Luna took one look at the lineup and muttered, “Nope.”
And then she dismounted the couch sideways over the armrest.
I watched her go with a smirk before looking down and recognizing the position I was in, with Sam, Naimh, Isabela, Eva, and Belle seated before me in a row.
Luna stood back, smirking and shaking her head wryly.
Sam leaned forward and arched an eyebrow at Eva. “We doing blowjobs or titfucks?”
Isabela giggled. “¿Por qué no los dos?”
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“You do realize we’re in descending order of boobage, right?” Belle complained moments after I’d pulled my prick out from between her firm breasts and nestled my thick prick between Sam’s far more voluminous mammaries.
“Are we?” Isabela asked, glancing left and right at the array of naked tits to either side of her. Sure enough, with Sam’s massive melons on one side and going down the line to Naimh, Isabela, Eva, and Belle at the opposite end, the girls happened to be lined up from biggest tits to… well… ‘least biggest’. After all, one couldn’t reasonably call Belle’s boobs ‘small’.
“It wasn’t intentional,” Eva muttered defensively.
“I’m just saying: there’s no way I can compete with that,” Belle whined, gesturing out with one hand.
I’d already gone through the complete line twice, getting combined titfucks and blowjobs as I went while the other five girls waiting their turns hooted and hollered at me as if I were a rodeo rider in the center of the ring.
At least it wasn’t difficult for me to remain in the saddle. Rather than have the girls hold their own breasts, I’d been having a grand time doing the holding myself: first mashing Sam’s big boobs around my prick and fucking them, then mashing Naimh’s big boobs around my prick and fucking them, then mashing Isabela’s big boobs around my prick and fucking them, then mashing Eva’s big boobs around my prick and fucking them, and then mashing Belle’s big boobs around my prick and fucking them, and then returning to Sam and mashing--
You get the picture.
Presently, I was mashing Sam’s bodacious bosom around my big dick and making short thrusting motions while the busty blonde bombshell beamed up at me with an expression of utter adoration and glowing amber eyes while Belle whined at the other end about not being able to compete.
“It’s not a competition,” Naimh insisted, although she winced slightly immediately after saying that. Looking up at me, Sam smiled and leaned back, gesturing with her eyes for me to move on down the line. A moment later, I smashed my freckled redhead’s freckled boobs around my big dick and started thrusting through them. And when she dropped her chin to her chest and opened her mouth, I happily accepted the invitation to push my mushroom head between her lips at the top of each thrust.
“It’s always a competition, Neevie,” Belle muttered. “Isn’t that what you said earlier tonight?”
“Can you please not kill the mood?” Isabela groaned. “Are we having an orgy or not?”
“Bollocks, are ya goin’ soft?” Naimh exclaimed with a pout for me before narrowing her eyes down the line. “Belle, seriously?!”
“It’s not MY fault!” the pixie on the end whined.
“It’s alright,” Isabela insisted. “Nothing una mamada increíble can’t fix.” And then the Honduran hottie leaned forward to grab my hips and turn my dick towards her before impaling her face on it.
I groaned and briefly gripped her head before letting go. I didn’t want to mess up her incredible curls. Isabela stared up at me while holding onto my ass, tugging my cock deeper and deeper into her throat until she’d fastened her lips around the very base of my shaft. And then she swallowed twice, really letting me feel the ripples, before pulling back and gesturing proudly at my concrete-hard cock.
“See!” Isabela exclaimed.
“¡Si!” Luna proclaimed. “Let’s have a good time. I’m still drunk and horny and getting bored standing over here by myself.”
“You’re welcome to take a seat next to us,” Isabela offered. “Go sit next to Belle so she doesn’t feel like the smallest anymore.” The giggling girl hefted her big tatas for emphasis.
Luna rolled her eyes, but Naimh said brightly, “I’d be happy to come entertain you.” And the redhead got up to go take Luna’s hand and bring her back over to the other couch.
By then, Isabela had leaned forward to wrap her buoyant breasts around my big dick once again, and she grabbed my hands so I could resume holding her mammaries around my shaft. And I glanced over at Belle, stating seriously, “It’s not the size of the girl’s breasts that does the trick for me; it’s how much passion and devotion she puts into it.”
Isabela giggled and immediately started rattling off something in Spanish so fast I couldn’t keep up, but the obvious eroticism and enthusiasm she put into her words combined with the active way she undulated her torso to help me fuck her big boobs made it clear she was putting my advice into practice.
Next it was Eva’s turn, and not only did she also send her upper body into rolling undulations to help me get the most out of my titfuck, but she also grabbed Isabela and tugged the luscious Latina against her side, grabbing Isabela’s head to lock their lips together. And the sight of Eva and Isabela almost animalistically making out right in front of me and growling with carnal fervor nearly made me lose my load between Eva’s boobs right then and there.
But I clenched my Kegels and clamped down tightly on my ejaculatory impulse, wanting to save it just a little longer. I let go of Eva’s boobs and pivoted to stare down at my Baby Belle, who was licking her lips and almost vibrating with urgent need.
Her pale green eyes were filled with electric energy and she trembled almost uncontrollably. But the instant the tip of my prickhead touched her mouth, she stopped trembling and immediately latched onto it like a starving infant. And then before I could otherwise react, she dug her fingernails into my ass and yanked herself forwards as far as she could go, so that six inches of steel-hard schlong suddenly skewered her throat.
And then she kept going.
And going.
And going.
With about an inch to go Belle stopped - what used to be her maximum depth. Her nostrils flared as she fought to breathe, and her eyes watered. But just when I thought she was about to retract, she instead swallowed thickly… and then swallowed my thickness.
[HRK]
My petite pixie let out a grunt as her lips tagged the very base of my prick, the tight constriction of her tiny throat creating incredible pressure around my prick. I could feel her reflexively trying to swallow, unable to do so, while fighting the urge to pull away.
One second passed.
And then two seconds.
Three.
And all of a sudden I started cumming.
“UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!”
It was simply too much for me to handle: the way her throat muscles convulsed around my cock, caught in that tense limbo between Belle’s willpower to stay and her instinctive need to retreat. The first spurt shot straight down into her gullet, and only then did she abruptly jerk her head back and off my prick.
“UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!”
The second spurt sprayed a string of sperm straight down from the sexy little girl’s forehead, painting shut her left eyelid, and leaving a drizzle on her cheek.
“UUUUNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!”
The third spurt splattered her nose and across the gaping hole of her open mouth while she gasped for oxygen, stroking a ribbon of jizz that collected on her lower lip and down her chin.
Her fingernails digging into my ass, Belle then parked her face directly beneath my still-spurting dick, literally bathing herself in every last drop I had to give her. Over and over again I fired off the stockpiled spunk I’d stored up after all those titfucks and blowjobs. My legs turned to jello towards the end of it, and the power of my shots trickled down to a mere drizzle. But my Baby Belle kept her cute face directly in the line of fire no matter what, tilted upwards to the heavens to receive every last drop of my unholy offering.
Her face was a mess when I was done, a Jackson Pollock painting of creamy white jizz with no discernable pattern whatsoever. Both of her eyelids were painted shut. Her mouth remained gaping open as she panted loudly for air. And yet there was no doubting just how much she glowed with pride and power, never happier in her entire life than in that moment while completely covered with her “big brother’s” sperm.
“How’s THAT for passionate devotion?” Belle asked merrily before letting out a noxiously loud burp. “[BRAAAAAP]”
All of the girls in the room giggled.
Belle then blindly spread her arms out, her fingers held up vertically before beckoning ‘come hither’. “Come and get it, bitches!”
Sam and Isabela tackled her at the same time.
****
As the only one who hadn’t consumed a drop of alcohol, it felt like I was the only sane human being in a room full of mental patients. Specifically: female mental patients suffering from acute nymphomania.
Having spent all evening drinking to excess, dancing, and bouncing up a storm, the six girls in the room seemed inclined to continue drinking in excess from our own private stock, continue dancing all over the room in various states of undress, and continue bouncing up a storm even though we no longer had a bounce house.
The couch cushions seemed springy enough.
Sorta.
The coffee table was… less springy.
But at least it didn’t collapse, not even when Naimh parked herself atop it, pulled her legs back next to her ears, and had me hammer her into the unyielding surface. The coffee table’s legs swayed, but thankfully they did not buckle.
A dining table chair’s legs likewise swayed when Isabela straddled my lap and went for a ride, her bouncing boobies bumping into my chin and cheeks from below as she did so.
The dining table itself proved to be much sturdier when Eva bent herself over it, reaching back with both hands to spread herself invitingly and have me blast her from behind.
And Belle wound up in a rather awkward position with her left hand gripping the sink faucet and her right hand somehow holding onto an upper cabinet door handle, the rest of her body suspended mid-air with one elbow on the countertop while I stood on the floor and thrust up into her tight teenage twat from below.
After squirting my sexy “little sister’s” saturated snatch full of steaming babymakers and then hoisted her up to park her tight little tushie on edge of the counter, Sam was right there with us to duck her head, slurp out my semen, and snowball my load right back to Belle.
The sight of the two old friends in such a sexy, Sapphic embrace swapping spit and sperm with teasing tongues was almost enough to give me a third erection entirely on its own. Spooning myself up right behind my busty blonde bombshell with both arms wrapped around her to play with two of my favorite things in the whole universe while hot-dogging her buns proved to be enough to get me the rest of the way to that third erection. And within minutes, I was able to bend my knees and slide my re-stiffened shaft into my sweet Sam’s supremely satisfying snatch in a single, slow shove.
The coffee table once again proved sturdier than expected when Eva and Isabela got into a wicked hot sixty-nine on top of it and had me switch sides (and holes) back and forth. I’d fuck Isabela’s pussy, pull out to face-fuck Eva for a bit, and then circle around to give Isabela an upside-down skullfucking before pulling out and raising up to fuck Eva’s pussy after that.
Rinse and repeat.
Naimh went for a reverse cowgirl ride while I sat on a dining table chair. Luna knelt between our legs, getting dangerously close to making direct contact with my dick while she licked my redheaded Head Girlfriend’s clit.
Fuck, I was pretty sure Luna’s tongue did touch my dick a couple of times, which was a much weirder thought than I would’ve expected. You’d think I’d be thrilled to feel even incidental contact from a pretty girl, but instead I found myself panicking over whether or not Luna would get mad at me for somehow breaking her trust over touching her in such an intimate way without express permission.
Apparently though, Luna had done this several times with Isabela and some other random dude, so it wasn’t such a big deal to her. Plus she was just as drunk and horny as the other girls, and I started to relax the longer she continued.
Eva curled herself upside down with her head and shoulders on the area rug and her back braced against the side of the couch so I could piledrive the hell outta her. After she shrieked in orgasm, the horny hapa girl went into Sam’s room to fetch Matty Junior and started joining me in banging the other girls. But after we’d gone around the room fucking whatever girls we could get our hands on (except Luna: who still didn’t want to feel any dick – latex or otherwise), I eventually ran out of gas and found myself sprawled out flat on my back across the area rug, unable to move anymore.
But my dick miraculously stayed upright, a fact that the still-horny nymphomaniacs were happy to take advantage of. I had pussies parked on my face, pussies parked on my prick, and one of the girls even sank her pussy down around my toes (no, I don’t know which one; my vision was blocked by one of the other pussies parked on my face).
One of the girls (I don’t know which, either) wound up taking my last load in her mouth. After that my dick deflated, and no amount of further coaxing could get it to recover.
I was only human, after all.
But the girls kept going, even after my eyes fluttered and inky clouds of darkness started creeping around the corners of my vision. One minute, I was staring up at the ceiling with glassy, unfocused eyes while Eva sat beside me, stroking my hair and giving me a rather silly little smirk.
The next minute, I was fighting to open my eyelids against the crusty residue trying to keep them closed. When I finally succeeded, I realized that while the living room lights were still on, all had gone quiet. And I twisted my head to the side to look up at the limp and disheveled naked girls sprawled out rather haphazardly around me.
Eva seemed only semi-conscious while slumped in her favorite armchair. But rather than have both legs flung over the left armrest, she had one leg flung over each armrest… and Isabela appeared to be passed out in a kneeling position with her head on the cushion between Eva’s legs, her cheek turned to the side.
Belle and Luna were on the area rug within arm’s reach from me, Belle closest but her body inverted relative to mine head-to-toe. With Luna just beyond Belle in the opposite direction, I presumed the pair had been sixty-nining before one of them rolled off of the other. Belle was quite clearly out cold: her eyes shut and her jaw slack with a bit of drool trailing down her cheek. But Luna groaned and managed to roll onto one side, blinking quite slowly and evidently struggling to get her eyes to focus on me.
Of Naimh’s or Sam’s whereabouts I had no idea. I couldn’t see either of them, not from my present vantage point. But after stretching all four limbs out and rolling my head around a bit, I managed to summon enough energy to sit up and look around. And only then did I see that both Sam and Naimh were seated at the dining table, with Naimh holding her head in her hands and slumped over before a half-empty glass of water, while Sam sat back in her seat with a coffee mug in one hand.
Sam noticed the movement of me sitting up in her peripheral vision and looked over at me, favoring me with a warm smile. That made Naimh sit up straighter and look back at me over her shoulder, but she apparently moved a little too fast because she immediately grimaced and went back to holding her head.
If I didn’t know any better, I would’ve surmised her famous Irish constitution had failed her tonight and she was suffering from an early-onset hangover. But I dismissed that thought almost as soon as it arrived.
Sam muttered something to Naimh, after which the redhead muttered something in return. Both spoke softly, for the benefit of the passed-out girls rather than trying to keep me from hearing their words, but I still couldn’t make out their conversation. Naimh’s subsequent gesture seemed to indicate she wanted Sam to join her, but the blonde held up a hand and shook her head.
“You take him to get cleaned up. I’ll see to the others,” Sam finally stated with enough volume and enunciation for me to understand.
Naimh nodded her acquiescence, took another healthy gulp from her water glass, and then finally stood up from her chair. The most gorgeous thing I’d ever loved smiled warmly at me as she walked over and then extended a hand down, offering to help me up.
I took Naimh’s hand but still placed my other one flat on the floor to push myself up rather than expect her to do any heavy lifting. After standing, I glanced around the room again and smiled at Eva when I saw her half-lidded eyes staring up at me. Isabela was still out cold, as was Belle. And for Luna, I gave short little wave.
Naimh led me by the hand towards the stairs, and we paused at the dining table so Sam could stand up, hug Naimh, and then extend out her arm to pull me into a three-way hug. But after kissing me sweetly and murmuring her love, Sam patted my butt to send me on my way. I didn’t argue, and moments later Naimh took me into the upstairs bathroom and started running the shower.
There was no further hanky-panky that night. I was tired, she was tired, and Naimh seemed to be suffering from a splitting headache. We both freshened up and then my redhead blow-dried her hair. We fell into bed together, my Head Girlfriend’s head pillowed on my chest. And within moments I could feel that inky blackness clouding the edges of my vision once more.
We would talk tomorrow.
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A stray beam of sunlight woke me up. The curtains had been shut, but there was a half-inch of space between them, and at this very time on this very date, the sun’s rays came through at just the right angle to hit me right in the eyes.
The morning air was cold against my right cheek, the pillow reassuringly warm against my left. I snuggled deeper into the covers and their cocooning heat while pressing myself against my lover’s back, with nothing separating my skin from hers. As my senses came alive, the fingers of my right hand reflexively squeezed the large breast I was currently palming. My left arm snaked beneath her pillow, with the hand dangling off the edge of the bed. Reflexively, I ground my morning wood into the cleft of her bare-naked ass. And breathing deeply, I let my head roll forward to push my nose into her copper-red hair, smelling her sweet fragrance.
I remained like that for a good several minutes, just enjoying the feel of my Head Girlfriend’s warm body spooned up against mine. We were alone this morning – I had to assume that Sam, Belle, Eva, Isabela, and Luna occupied the other three bedrooms in one combination or another. The air was silent and still. And it definitely felt like everyone was sleeping in for a lazy Sunday in the aftermath of such a late night spent drinking, partying, and having sex.
Likewise, I would’ve preferred to sleep in a little longer, and I shifted my head slightly to get it out of the line of the morning sunlight’s rays. Unfortunately, the sunlight simply caught up to my face’s new position a minute later, so I moved my head back to where it previously was. But in doing so, I must’ve jostled Naimh a little more than I would’ve wanted, and I both heard and felt her breath in a little more deeply than before as she started to awaken.
Wincing with mild regret at disturbing her slumber, I remained still and practically held my breath, hoping she would settle back down. She extended her legs a bit and arched her back in a slow stretch before letting out a long exhalation. And when she went still after that, seeming to fall back asleep, I breathed a sigh of relief.
But she twisted her head to look back over her shoulder at the sound of my sigh, eyelids blinking slowly as she stirred.
I gave her a weak smile.
She smiled back much more warmly, and then murmured, “Dia duit, Matty.”
“Maidin mhaith, Neevie,” I greeted her in kind, reaching up to caress her cheek with my fingertips. “But go back to sleep. It’s still early.”
She closed her eyes and sighed at my touch, reveling in my embrace. Her right palm came up to cover my hand over her breast, molding my fingers a little tighter around the globe. She also stuck her butt back against my morning wood, grinding her ass against it. And figuring my perpetually horny nympho Neevie would want to start off our day with morning lovemaking, I released her breast and started to slide my hand down her midsection on its way to her crotch.
But Naimh grabbed my hand and brought it back up to her breast. She hunched her shoulders inward, trying to tuck herself deeper into my embrace. And since she’d made clear she was in the mood for morning cuddling instead of morning sex, I was happy to wrap her up with both arms and my right leg and give her a firm squeeze.
“Mmmm!” she squealed lightly at the tightness of my embrace. And when I relaxed my grip, she instead sighed dreamily, ““Mmmm…”
“I love you, Neevie,” I murmured softly while leaning over to kiss her earlobe, feeling a warm and fuzzy flush of affection spreading throughout my body.
“I know you do,” she replied quietly – a little too quietly. And I went still and felt my breath catch in my throat at her unexpected response.
She hadn’t said ‘I love you, too.’
She hadn’t replied with the kind of warm and fuzzy affection in her tone to match mine.
It would be a pleasant pretense to believe I was overthinking the situation. But I hadn’t forgotten that Naimh and I had never actually resolved last night’s little tiff.
Pulling my hand off her bare breast and rolling onto my back, I sighed and then scooted myself up into a reclining position against the headboard. The naked redhead in my bed twisted around to lie on her right shoulder, still cocooned beneath the blankets, and she wrapped her left arm across my midsection while hugging herself against me.
I figured that any situation involving a naked redhead hugging herself against me couldn’t be that bad, so I didn’t let myself freak out. Still, I took a deep breath and figured an apology couldn’t hurt.
“I’m sorry about last night.”
Neevie’s face soured. “Are ya now? And do ya know what exactly what you might be apologizin’ fer?”
I blinked twice. Apparently, an apology could hurt. “Well, I think I do. At least, I know for sure what I’m trying to apologize for, whether or not you agree that it’s exactly what I should be apologizing for.”
Naimh arched an eyebrow. Having not consumed a drop of alcohol last night, not even when the girls started raiding our private stock to keep the party going, I felt quite coherent and able to organize my thoughts. Miraculously, Neevie showed no ill effects from the voluminous amount of alcohol she’d consumed, despite last night’s perception that she’d finally found and exceeded her limit given the apparent headaches and all. She stared up at me with clear, green, penetrating eyes - waiting for an answer.
“Belle and Eva tried to explain to me everything you’d discussed with them after ordering me to go after Sam,” I began. “Belle said that would’ve been a good first time for me to be disobedient, by the way, and stayed with you despite you ordering me away.”
Naimh shook her head and muttered, “Never once thought you might’ve actually stayed.”
I arched an eyebrow. “But you would’ve still liked it if I had.”
“O’course I would’ve liked it! But the Matty I fell’in love with would always listen to me words telling him t’go ’way.”
“But the Matty you want me to be would be smart enough to figure out you secretly wanted me to stay despite ordering me to leave.”
Naimh pursed her lips while staring a hole into the ceiling. “You’re not wrong.”
“I’m apologizing for leaving you to go after Sam,” I stated softly but sincerely. “My instincts told me to stay. I had a golden opportunity to demonstrate how important you are to me – even above Sam. But I went after Sam anyways.”
Something in my words stoked the already burning flame inside the most passionate thing I’ve ever loved. I noticed that her hands were shaking in… anger? Frustration? Jealousy?
All three and more?
“Fookin’ Sam. Ya wanna know how ya can ‘demonstrate’ I’m more important than your precious Sam d’ya?”
Danger signals tingled as I responded hesitantly, “Yes…”
Without warning, Naimh’s lips were on mine. It was not romantic. It was not sweet. Some furious ardor had taken hold of her - some message she wanted to send to me through this kiss. It took me back for only a moment before I responded in kind. The wild abandon I felt in my Irish redheaded lover brought my own blood to a boil as I wrapped her up in my arms to kiss her back with equal fervor. And our bodies entangled as I gave into purified lust.
Then… just as abruptly… she broke free.
Naimh stared at me with emerald fire in her eyes, somehow even more furious than she’d been a moment before. And then she spat out her terms:
“You can break up with the bitch.”
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